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I Care
Contributed by
swiftsouljah
on
Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 10:11:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
toughstuff
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I’ve been called out
And now I gotta confess it all
So I’m doing this right now
In front of all of ya'll
I never should have met her
I never should have kept her
I never should have loved her
And I never should have slept with her
But why’d I have to fall in love with her
Just to fall our of love with her too
Why’d she have to be the one
To deal with the ***** I’m going through
Why’d she have to fall in love
And be in love with me…
Even though
I’m the poster boy for an ass hole
Why’d I lead her on
Going back just so she wouldn’t cry
Staying for one more chance
Just to open up her thighs
Why do I love clothes
And why’d she start buying me those
If I didn’t know better
I’d say she knew
And tried to keep me
I tried to stay
But now I'm through
She says she has a baby
And that I’m the baby’s daddy
I think she wanted it
And now she got it
To try to keep me
Somehow we can’t agree
On what to do with it
We both DON’T wanna abort it
I wanna put it up for adoption
But she says that ain't even an option
But what she don’t understand
Is its her body
But my responsibility
It’s her kid but my financial burden
She accuses me of not caring
And being selfish
Maybe a ghetto life style
Is something I’m trying to spare him
maybe she’s not the only one
cause I’m scared too
maybe I don’t wanna fail
and be a bad father
maybe I don’t wanna be
Just a check in the mail
so I’m like why bother
I can’t support a baby
Much less a whole family
I’m not even ready for either
I don’t want a handout
I don’t even want my fears to standout
Id rather let someone
Who can provide a good life
Than raise my kid than look in his eyes
And feel his hunger as he cries
Id rather know
When he’s sick he can go and get well
Than worry about taking him to the doctor
Cause I gotta pay the bill
For once I can’t make an emotional decision
I gotta make a life decision
What’s better for five lives
We get to know he’s provided for
He gets out the hood
They get a son
Everyone wins but she doesn’t see it that way
Then she wants security
I thought you didn’t want me for my money
You grew up with out a daddy
and you’re perfectly fine
You don’t have insurance
And think your fine
Then why’d you walk around
For a whole semester with shin splint
I’m not gonna let my child
grow up in a split household
his moms a Mormon
and his dads a protestant
imagine the confusion
that would barrage his young mind
what good is it
to work 2 jobs
and never see my son
when his mom has to hate me
for everything I’ve done
when will she understand
It’s not about giving the baby up
It’s about loving the baby enough to give it more
when is my responsibility relinquished
when my will is not followed
for my own damn kid
when does my opinion count for anything
when is my case discussed
when is my love noticed
when is it finally seen that I care
© Wayne Wende
Copyright ©
swiftsouljah
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2005-01-07 22:11:17]
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Re: I Care
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by afterdark on
Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 10:23:03 PM AEST
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| Ok I just do not know wha t the hell this really is..A poem a confession an episode of the OC. I grrr..I dont know.. |
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